Liz and Lee sat on the beach by the house they shared in a tiny, wealthy town on Cape Cod, both divorced and sharing a love for the ocean and each other – in ways most unusual. Liz was the kid sister, at 62, a willowy silver-blonde haired beauty, tall and lean, with a remarkably athletic, sinewy body. Lee at 65, was stunningly opposite, shorter, thicker in the waist, legs and butt, packing an amazing, fleshy pair of tits. She was darkly tanned, with jet-black shoulder-length hair, and wore a sinfully tight blue one-piece bathing suit, cut high on her rugged, muscular old thighs, where Liz wore a skimpy two-piece yellow suit. Both exposed to a delicious degree the eye-catching firmness of those technically elderly bodies.
They sat, chatting, when they noticed a teenage boy, about 19 or so, take a spot near them, alone, spreading his towel this later afternoon on a weekday when the beach was sparsely populated. He was damn cute, a shag of curly blonde hair on his head, they thought, especially when he peeled off his clothes down to a Speedo, his chest angular and smooth, legs long and lean and the biggest package between them.
"Holy shit," Lee leered, nudging her sister's thigh in the chair next to her.
"That can't be all him!" Liz laughed as both watched from behind dark glasses the boy dart to the beach for a quick swim.
He came out moments later and lay on his towel about 20 feet away, feet toward them and slightly spread. The suit clung to his dick, which looked about six inches soft, impressive enough, but it was his balls outlined in the dark fabric that really oiled their wheels.
"Oh my word!" Liz gasped. "Look at the size of those things!"
"That dear boy must shoot a load and then some," Lee growled, reaching for her sister's sinewy thigh and squeezing it, then higher between to finger her pussy through her bikini bottom, looking around to ensure the few people left weren't paying attention. "We gotta get some of that. A LOT of that!"
They watched him snooze in the sun, his cock somehow getting bigger in the warm air as he slept.
"You want to set the trap this time?" Liz groaned, feeling Lee's practiced finger slip under her suit and diddle her clit.
"No, you, you're younger," Lee laughed, pulling her finger out and putting it up to Liz's lips to smell and lick clean.
Liz walked over to the sleeping boy, not waking him until she got a close-up look at those prodigious balls that filled the tiny suit around and below that impressive, meaty cock, which she swore was getting bigger. She licked her lips and looked back at her smiling sister who was urging her on.
"Excuse me...young man?" she said gently.
The boy startled awake, looking up Liz's long, tanned and firm legs to her smiling, pretty face.
"Uh...yes ma'm?" he blinked, sitting up, hiding his burgeoning boner that was growing due to the dream he'd been having of humping his girlfriend, whom he planned to do just that to in a few hours.
"Have you got the time, son? What's your name?" she asked.
"Bobby," he said, reaching for his iPhone. "Bobby Walker...uh, it's about 6 or so..."
"Thanks, Bobby," she smiled, then turning to the ocean to stretch, bending at the waist, the backs of her sexy, long thighs bulging with sinewy muscle, those long calves stretched under soft skin. "I think I've got time to go for a run, just warming up first."
As she stretched, Bobby's eyes bugged wide at the sight of those amazing legs, and the bubble of white ass peeking out of her suit bottom. He fingered his cell secretly, pointing at Liz, snapping photos. He'd always had a thing for older women, and this was the oldest yet that made his dick stir.
"That little shit!" Lee laughed to herself, standing up and walking over to them. "May as well give him twice a dose of whack-off material!"
She sauntered over, introducing herself and Liz to the boy, who shyly smiled and mumbled small talk. The women turned to the ocean to look out over it, both asses and those gorgeous, different legs just feet from him. He clicked madly away, thinking he'd look at them later just prior to fucking his girlfriend all night long.
The women ran a stretch down the beach, Lee filling her in on Bobby's photography.
"That little shit!" she laughed. "Oh, this is gonna be fun, sis. Let's go back.."
They jogged back just as Bobby was packing up, stopping him with his armful of gear.
"Bobby, we're just wondering," Lee said, as Liz went to get their stuff. "We live right over there, on Beach Road, and we have some heavy boxes we need moved from the basement to upstairs. Would you mind terribly giving us a hand?"
The boy looked at his phone and then at the pretty GILFs before him. He was to meet Becky around 7:30, so he had some time and told the sisters that.
"Won't be long," Liz added. "We'll make it worth your while. We promise."
Bobby figured that meant a couple bucks, or some food or lemonade, totally discounting the concept of sexual favors, the stuff that was in the darkest recesses of his sexual fantasies. No way that could happen, he figured.
"Sure, why not," he smiled, offering to carry their stuff as well. "I like helping people, particularly..."
He stopped, feeling guilty for what he was about to say.
"Old ladies?" Liz laughed. "Honey, it's OK, we're old enough to be your grandmothers, so don't feel badly!"
He followed them closely, watching those sexy old calves and thighs ripple as they walked, their asses flexing, their whole bodies a sexy sheen of sweat, cursing himself for loading up with stuff and not being able to use his camera. He tried, awkwardly, and did manage to hit video, recording those legs and asses before him. His cock stirred in his trunks, which he hoped wouldn't give him away.
They stepped inside the big house, Bobby putting his gear down. The sexy sisters stood before him, arms folded sternly now over their chests. Bobby looked confused.
"Can I see your phone for a sec?" Lee asked, palm out. "It's in iPhone, right? Always wanted one of those, just want to look at it."
